When you Can't Sleep at Night (Of Mice & Men Austin Carlile Fanfic)

Chapter 7 - The Smiths

Hello everyone sorry for such a long wait. For this chapter the ~ symbol is a que for flash back. I personally hate flashbacks in books so very little flashbacks will occur in this book. Thankyou lovelys. Onto thee story buddies. Oh yeah this chapter is dedicated to my 40th follower. So thankyou darling! ^^ Also I was planning when I get my 50th follower I will do a special. Im not sure what though!:P Does that sound good or fun? So my friend got me really into the smiths and how soon is now is honestly my favorite song now!!! :D I can't wait and after this chapter I will be updating every Sunday. I honestly feel terrible for making all of you wait for so long. I'm so sorry. Anywho onto the story. ±Alexx

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My fresh black locks hung just below my breasts. I felt like a brand new human being. I paced down the corridor of store entrances, receiving many looks from people. Jealousy, anger, lust, hatefulness, anything and everything. I shrugged it all off and smiled shyly to myself. I was genuinely happy. I felt significant. I although being 24, I looked like I was 17 but I always do no matter how old I get I look like I'm a child.

A group of three or four 19 year old girls walked down the path right next to me. The blond one looked like she was the leader of there pack. She glared at me up and down with a look of disgust. I furrowed my eyebrows, what's her problem? She turned to her little friends and said something, they all snickered and laughed but one girl. She had beautiful own bouncy curls that look extremely pretty on her. She had a look of sorrow and embarrassment in her eyes. I heard one talk about how I looked like a stripper from a night club. Another girl from the group eyed me and sneered. She proceeded to gossip saying how I was probably some pornstar. The brown haired girl still seemed uneasy and disturbed by the others in their clique. The attention went back to their blond leader and under her breath I heard the one sentence that reflects back to my high school years..."just looking at her makes me sick."

My eyes widened and I started to have flashbacks.

~ "Uhg look at her! She looks like a total SLUT! Just looking at her makes me sick." Joanna was at her normal humiliation lash out. I was her target day by day. She was the only reason I burned myself. That's right I was to Pussy to tell her that she was a total cunt, and burnt myself to relieve the stress she caused in my life.

I looked at her with my sad blue eyes. I pulled my long sleeves down over my burn marks and attempt to walk away. Instead I was jerked back by my hair and thrown to my knees. She began to run her hands through my hair and gawked at the light shining along strands. She was jealous. She grinned evilly and a wicked look had taken form in her eyes.

"You must take pride in your hair, huh" Her grin somehow had gotten bigger and bigger. Out of no where one of her posse girls ran up with scissors in hand. No. No. Oh God No. I began to flail my arms knocking Joanna over. I began to screen at her as her minions braced my arms back. Anger had bubbled up inside me. I raised my hatred filled eyes and m a et with hers. Her hand tangled into my black locks and my head was tanked up. The last thing I heard was a faint "Snip" and with that my head was free of her grip and shiny black strands littered the floor around me. I choked in anger and peered to the hair all around me. I stood up, clentching my fists and gritting my teeth. She was laughing at me. My voice then ended. "You know what makes me sick?... People like YOU!" I with every word my voice grew louder. I drew my fist back and slammed it into Joanna's face, earning a crisp "Crack" from her jaw. I had just broken Joanna kindre's jaw in one swing. Yeah go me!

Joanna's family attempt to pressed charges but failed to pull through do to excessive harassment Joanna had started. She ended up on a harassment charge, along with year long sessions of anger management...

~ *End of flashback*

I snapped back to reality and realized this blond bitch's wrist was in my grip.